Although the Golden Crow Demon Emperor spends most of his time on the Fusang Divine Tree in Tang Valley and hardly moves, he still pays attention to some major events that have far-reaching influence in the world, as well as some outstanding beings who are very likely to take charge of a sect or a clan in the future.
For example, there is a Dragon King in the Dragon Clan who was born with innate talent. In the present era, there are still beings born with innate energy, so the Demon Emperor naturally pays extra attention to them.
However, even after searching through his memories, the Demon Emperor could not find any connection between the Supreme Daoist before him and the innate true dragon of the Dragon Clan.
It doesn't matter if you don't remember; the relationship between humans and dragons has always been extremely close, almost a semi-public alliance. The vast majority of the waterways in the Nine Provinces of the human race are controlled by the dragons, who use them to cultivate their offspring.
The Supreme Dao Child of the Human Race is paired with a Primordial True Dragon, and their status and position are indeed well-matched. To be honest, this Supreme Dao Child of the Human Race is still somewhat lacking.
As for that Golden Crow, it wasn't even a direct descendant of him. It wasn't that he looked down on his own clan, since they were descendants of his deceased brothers. But it was indeed no match for a primordial being.
The attitude of this human Supreme Daoist was very clear: he admired a primordial being, which meant that he looked down on the eldest daughter of the Golden Crow clan.
"You're very good!"
The Demon Emperor stared at Feng Bingwen for a few seconds, then looked at the composed Supreme Dao Master.
"Since this matter cannot be accomplished, then it is because my clan is not destined to be with your family."
At this moment, the Demon Emperor spoke indifferently, having already prepared for the worst. The Dao Lord's reaction had already explained everything. With the human race about to rise and rule the world, it seemed that declining races like the Golden Crow were no longer of any interest to them.
"Fellow Daoist is too anxious. The juniors have their own destiny, why interfere so much!"
The Supreme Daoist Master didn't care about the change in the Demon Emperor's attitude at all. The trend was in favor of the human race. Many ancient beings saw this change clearly, especially the old Kunpeng who wanted to unleash his power but was imprisoned in the North Sea and unable to move. This confirmed the point for many beings.
Without needing to deduce or calculate, the Supreme Daoist Master could foresee that a group of ancient beings would likely abandon their original bodies, reincarnate as humans, and share in the destiny of the human race in ruling the world.
It might not sound very pleasant, but from a higher perspective, it's actually a mutually beneficial situation. These opportunistic old fogies also have immense good fortune, and their arrival further strengthens the human race's foundation and accelerates its rise.
As for whether these ancient beings will get what they want when humanity truly rises to power and looks down upon all races, that's another matter entirely.
"What the Daoist Master says makes sense. I have completed many matters on this trip, and there is only one last thing left to do!"
"Fellow Daoist, please speak!"
"Release the Kunpeng!"
The Demon Emperor's gaze then turned to Feng Bingwen. This kid had defeated a Kunpeng in the demon race's territory and then swaggered back to the Supreme Dao Sect's mountain gate. This action had a profound impact on the demon race.
Not long ago, the Demon Emperor had also considered whether to send a capable member of his clan to intercept Feng Bingwen and leave Kunpeng in the demon territory. However, after careful consideration, he abandoned this plan and did not act rashly.
Anyone with a modicum of sense could see that Feng Bingwen had been used as bait to lure the demon master Kunpeng from the North Sea into making a move. That's why no one dared to go up and risk trouble. Everyone wanted to know the demon master's condition, and now, the answer has been revealed.
The Demon Master is trapped in the North Sea, unable to move. His strength has reached the peak of his life, surpassing all his previous abilities, but his influence on heaven and earth has also dropped to its lowest point.
Fortunately, although the oldest Kunpeng is no longer around, a second Kunpeng has been born. Given enough time, this Kunpeng is expected to become an unparalleled being in the world and a pillar of the demon race.
"Kunpeng?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest, with his ordinary face and refined demeanor, seemed to be surprised.
"Fellow Daoist, you really overestimate me. Even if the Dao Venerable came, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to release the Kunpeng from the North Sea!"
"I'm talking about that little Kunpeng."
The Demon Emperor spoke in a deep voice, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. This Taoist priest was unaware of everything that had happened within his sect; to him, everything was crystal clear, as if it were the lines on his palm.
The way they're putting themselves in this position can only mean one thing: the Supreme Dao doesn't want to let the little Kunpeng go, but rather wants to raise it.
This was undoubtedly devastating news for the demon race. Losing a Kunpeng would further widen the power imbalance between the two sides over time.
"Oh, I see!"
The Supreme Daoist Master pondered for a moment, seemingly realizing something belatedly, and then revealed a look of sudden realization.
"This world has given birth to a second Kunpeng, truly a great blessing!"
"I beg you, fellow Daoist, to release the Kunpeng. On behalf of the demon race, I am deeply grateful!"
"cut!"
Seeing the demon emperor's demeanor, Feng Bingwen, one of the parties involved, couldn't help but mutter to himself,
"They talk a good game but don't offer any real help. They're just trying to get something for nothing. How wishful thinking!"
"If that's the case, then you'll probably need to discuss it with my disciple. After all, this second-generation Kunpeng was captured by my disciple, and he has the final say on how to proceed. As the Dao Master, I shouldn't interfere too much!"
The Supreme Daoist Master chuckled, fully displaying his nonchalant demeanor as the head of this sect, indicating that he was a kind and benevolent elder who would not interfere much with the behavior of his juniors.
"Fellow Daoist!"
The Demon Emperor's tone changed completely.
"Do you not know what the Kunpeng represents in my demon race? Do you perhaps wish to reignite the conflict between humans and demons?"
"I have made myself clear enough. All matters are in accordance with the will of my disciples. As for the decisions he has made and the consequences they have caused, my meager skills are sufficient to resolve them."
Faced with this almost undisguised threat from the Demon Emperor, the Supreme Dao Master's tone remained calm, yet his calm tone still revealed immense power.
So what if it causes a conflict between humans and demons? As the Supreme Dao Lord, he can naturally suppress everything and is fearless. Your threats are of no use to me!
"snort!"
The Supreme Dao Lord's exceptionally domineering and utterly disrespectful attitude infuriated the Golden Crow Demon Emperor. Behind his originally insignificant figure, a great sun appeared, within which a three-legged divine bird cried out.
"Humanity has not yet ruled the world, yet it is already so domineering? Even when my father looked down upon the world, he never acted like this?"
"Fellow Daoist, have you forgotten the time in ancient times when you and your nine elder brothers frolicked in the world?"
The Supreme Daoist Master, who was being criticized by the Demon Emperor, asked in surprise.
"you……"
The Demon Emperor paused, then became even angrier. The event that occurred in ancient times was like a demon to him, leaving a bloody scar on his heart that was still difficult to heal.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no point in arguing. Let's just leave it at that. You're just an avatar; you can't cause any trouble here. Why humiliate yourself? Go back now!"
The Supreme Daoist Master was too lazy to argue with this Demon Emperor. A whisk appeared in his hand at some unknown time. With a flick of his wrist, the whisk could dry up thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, turning the Demon Emperor's avatar, which had become a living hell, into pieces that crumbled into a rain of crimson light that fell from the sky. Even the Great Sun Golden Crow that he manifested could not escape this domineering power.
"If Kunpeng does not return in a day, the myriad demons will not rest for a day!"
The demon emperor was shocked and furious when his avatar was directly and domineeringly erased by this supreme Daoist master. He was helpless and could only leave behind a harsh remark in great resentment. This was the reason why his true body would not come here. He really thought that this old Taoist priest would disregard his reputation and imprison him.
"This demon emperor has lived for so long in vain, he doesn't know anything at all. I captured Kunpeng and want to redeem him, so he should offer something of equal value. Putting aside everything else, giving us a primordial spiritual root wouldn't be too much to ask. He thinks he can just talk his way out of things and expect us to release Kunpeng? He's dreaming!"
When he saw that the Demon Emperor's avatar had been completely obliterated by his own Dao Lord, Feng Bingwen couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out all his thoughts.
"You may speak freely here, but once you leave the mountain gate, you should not say such things again."
The Supreme Daoist Master calmly sipped his tea, as if what he had just done was nothing more than a trivial matter.
"Once someone reaches the level of a Demon Emperor, he will be able to sense your thoughts, ideas, and intentions!"
Zhao Junxian had witnessed everything that had just happened, and seeing his disciple acting so recklessly, he offered an explanation for him.
The incarnation sent by the Demon Emperor was extremely frustrated within the Supreme Dao Sect, and even more so before this Dao Lord. It was completely humiliated after uttering only a few tough words.
But this doesn't mean that this demon emperor is weak. Not everyone is qualified to talk nonsense in front of him, let alone gossip behind his back.
"I see, thank you, Master!"
Feng Bingwen suddenly realized.
"Behave yourself. As long as you don't go too far, even a being like the Demon Emperor wouldn't dare to attack a junior like you, as it would be a loss of face. However, you mustn't be too presumptuous either."
"clear."
"What do you plan to do with that Kunpeng?"
Zhao Junxian inquired.
"Master, can I raise it?"
Feng Bingwen's heart stirred, and without much hesitation, he directly asked the Daoist Master who was sipping tea in front of him.
"If you don't leave the mountain gate, that's fine."
"Well!"
"The demon race will not let this go, and what that old crow just said was not a threat."
"The Supreme Dao Master said calmly."
"Please enlighten me, Dao Master!"
Feng Bingwen walked up to the Daoist Master, cupped his hands in a respectful bow.
"As I said, I will protect you no matter what decision you make. However, if you step out of my protection zone, that's a different story. I can't stay by your side!"
The Supreme Dao Master glanced at the greedy and insatiable boy in front of him and gave him a reminder.
"What level of cultivation do you have now, and you're already thinking about riding a Kunpeng? Don't you even look at your own cultivation level? Do you think you're worthy?"
Even Zhao Junxian, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore.
"They should be a good match!"
Feng Bingwen's tone was hesitant at first, but gradually became firm.
"Since you are confident, then take the Kunpeng as your mount."
The Supreme Daoist Master simply found it amusing.
"However, after you go out on guard, you must be careful that the Demon Saint doesn't attack you. Remember to find some safe methods. You must at least hold out for a breath or two. It also takes me time to react when I make a move."
"Demon Saint?"
Feng Bingwen's face stiffened. On his trip to the territory of the Sun Demon Clan, he had seen a Demon Saint manifest his true form.
"Hmm, what do you think that Kunpeng you caught represents? Right now, there might be several demon saints crouching outside our Taishangdao Mountain gate, just waiting for you to come out!"
"It can't be that bad."
Feng Bingwen felt uneasy. Even with the Heavenly Book in hand, the thought of the terrifying Demon Saint made him feel suffocated. How much good karma would it take to harm a being of that level?
"If all else fails, then we'll have to trade that little Kunpeng for a primordial spiritual root!"
You're dreaming!
Even Feng Bingwen's master, Zhao Junxian, showed no mercy and directly mocked him, because he realized that this kid really dared to think that way.
"This won't work either?"
Feng Bingwen got anxious.
"This is a Kunpeng! Is it not even worth a single innate spiritual root?"
"If we simply compare the value of the two, let alone one innate spiritual root, even three of them would not be as good as the Kunpeng. However, in the eyes of those races and supreme beings who possess innate spiritual roots, exchanging an innate spiritual root for a Kunpeng is simply not worthwhile!"
Zhao Junxian commented.
The only member of Kunpeng Nu's clan was suppressed in the North Sea. Although her own talent was powerful, those clans that could offer innate spiritual roots would not pay such a price for her unless she swore to be loyal to those clans and serve them like a slave. But that was impossible. With Kunpeng's pride, he would not make such a vow even if he died.
Feng Bingwen understood the reason and could only sigh. There were not many things left in the world worth hiding; everything he needed was an extremely rare treasure.
"Since you're willing to trade Kunpeng for things, all you need to do is spread the word, and naturally, powerful clans will come to you to make the exchange. Then you can pick and choose what you want. Don't worry, some clans have a long history and may have some unexpected treasures!"
When his master Zhao Junxian offered reasonable advice, Feng Bingwen didn't think too much about it and readily agreed. There was no other way; with his current strength, he couldn't even think about riding a Kunpeng—it would be too ostentatious. Even if he wanted to ride a Golden Crow, he would have to be a Daoist partner.
"Since I'm going to replace her, then I don't need to pity her."
Feng Bingwen made a request to the Dao Lord to send him to the sea area where the Kunpeng Woman was located.
What do you want to do?
The Kunpeng woman, who was suppressed in the sea, screamed when she saw Feng Bingwen's arrival, because she sensed an extremely strong malice.
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